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Chapter Nine: D.A.'s D-A-D-A II
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"Right," said Ron. "The Four-Point Spell. It won't really help you fight the Dark Arts, but it's still useful."
They split into three groups. Harry was careful to keep Malfoy out of Hermione's group. She was nervously avoiding his eye.
"Point me!" came the cry from every corner. Many wands hit the floor.
Malfoy was careful to always stand south of Hermione. It made her visibly tense to see his wand pointed at her. A plan was forming in his platinum blond head. He and the Slytherins would ambush her. Stun her at the end, possibly kill her depending on the mood.
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Hermione was anxious. What was he planning? At the end of class, the teachers stayed behind until the others had left.
"He's up to something," said Ron as soon as the door was shut.
"He's got to be," agreed Hermione.
"Voldemort punished his dad last night," Harry reminded them. "That means he's been working for Voldemort all along."
"And we're teaching him how to hurt us!" cried Ron.
"There's nothing we can do about that," said Hermione.
"I know - that's why we'll have to teach them pretty harmless stuff," said Harry.
"But what about the Gryffindors?" asked Hermione. "We have to teach them properly at least."
"I know," said Ron. "We could give them private lessons in our dormitory. That way we're not giving the Slytherins any weapons and Gryffindor is armed."
"That's a great idea, Harry!" grinned Hermione. She felt her stomach flutter when he smiled back.
Chapter Nine: D.A.'s D-A-D-A II
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"Right," said Ron. "The Four-Point Spell. It won't really help you fight the Dark Arts, but it's still useful."
They split into three groups. Harry was careful to keep Malfoy out of Hermione's group. She was nervously avoiding his eye.
"Point me!" came the cry from every corner. Many wands hit the floor.
Malfoy was careful to always stand south of Hermione. It made her visibly tense to see his wand pointed at her. A plan was forming in his platinum blond head. He and the Slytherins would ambush her. Stun her at the end, possibly kill her depending on the mood.
*****
Hermione was anxious. What was he planning? At the end of class, the teachers stayed behind until the others had left.
"He's up to something," said Ron as soon as the door was shut.
"He's got to be," agreed Hermione.
"Voldemort punished his dad last night," Harry reminded them. "That means he's been working for Voldemort all along."
"And we're teaching him how to hurt us!" cried Ron.
"There's nothing we can do about that," said Hermione.
"I know - that's why we'll have to teach them pretty harmless stuff," said Harry.
"But what about the Gryffindors?" asked Hermione. "We have to teach them properly at least."
"I know," said Ron. "We could give them private lessons in our dormitory. That way we're not giving the Slytherins any weapons and Gryffindor is armed."
"That's a great idea, Harry!" grinned Hermione. She felt her stomach flutter when he smiled back.